This is his best-produced album - Mannie Fresh could never make something like "Shooter".
I'm tired of being patient / Stop being rapper racists / Region haters / Spectators / Dictators / Behind door dick takers / It's outrageous / You don't know how sick you make us? / I wanna throw up like chips in Vegas / But this is Southern, face it / If we too simple then y'all don't get the basics
Wayne still has room for improvement, though:
- A lot of these hooks suck
- He still doesn't have a lot to say, which is annoying because when he does address a subject ("Damage Is Done" from The Suffix, the verse from "Shooter" I just quoted), he does it very well.
- The lyrics aren't touching Lights Out. I'm consistently amazed with how he drops such ridiculous performances on mixtapes and when it comes to the album all that remains is the flow.
I'm glad he's moved away from the post-bounce production steez, but I was expecting more east-coast beats. A couple of Heatmakerz joints is not enough. I'm not mad, though - this album definitely passes the whip test with flying colors.
After the disappointments the Houston scene shit into our ears earlier this year, I thought this was going to be a bad one for southern rap. But with Let the Truth Be Told, Most Known Uknowns, A Piece of Strange, The Sound of Revenge, Big Boi's compilation, and this have held the region down lovely.